The first freezing temperatures have arrived. As I open the henhouse door, I admire the frosty patterns of hens breath on the glass.
Do you see vines and leaves?
or maybe...feathers?
My Golden Lace Wyandotte hen finds a good spot in the sun and sits down to warm her feet in her fluffy down feathers.
Last springs pullets produce an egg-stravaganza! All are now laying, delivering a farmers daily dozen (or is it a bakers dozen?)
Tuesday, January 05, 2016
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Winter has arrived yet they keep on producing. Amazing creatures. She sure is a beautiful chicken. She gives me chicken envy let alone the eggs.
I see ferns in the frost!
That is a beautiful hen....she certainly could be a great source for color inspiration!
It's wonderful to see another post from you!
Frost etchings can be the most exquisite beauty.
I love frost patterns. We seldom see them here. Not sure why that is.
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